Last day in Disneyland

Tuesday was the last day of our trip. We had passes to enter the park early, so we got to meet a few more characters. Again, Chloe was not obliging.

We rode the carousel again, as well as the Buzz Lightyear ride. To that point, it was our favorite ride we had never been on before. You get little guns and shoot at targets along the ride. Bracken was great at it. Chloe was good. Even Addie got a couple shots off. I sucked. I could not hit a thing. But it was still a ton of fun.

Then we headed up to wait for the Princess Faire. We had stood in line for a little while the day before, and decided to come back the next day. We probably spent about and hour in line Tuesday morning, but were sure it would be worth it once Chloe got to see the princesses. After all, she loves princesses.

And here's what happened. Addie got to meet Princess Aurora.

She also ran right up to Snow White.
And sat right on her lap.

Chloe did this.
Last in line was Cinderella, hands down Chloe's favorite princess. Addie had quite the conversation with her.

Chloe did not.


She just begged to get back on the rides. Truth be told, she's a girl after my own heart. I'd prefer to be riding the rides, too. Bracken, though, is quite sold on the project of collecting all the Disney character autographs. Maybe next time, Chloe will be more interested in actually saying hi. She just gets easily intimidated, and has always been much more shy than our gregarious little Addie is. Every time we would put Addie down in line, she would walk up to a group of people, tug on their legs, and lift her arms to be picked up.

And that's the end of our pictures. We went over to California Adventure and did several more rides, including the carousel over there. Our favorite ride of the trip, we almost passed by. I didn't realize there was a new Woody ride, and so Chloe and I decided to try it while Bracken waited with Addie. It was so fun! You wear 3-D glasses and shoot at carnival type games. We hopped off the ride and begged Bracken to come on with us. He reluctantly acquiesed, and at the end of the ride, declared it his favorite also. We then left the park and wearily climbed into our car for the drive home. We had a lot of fun, and I definitely don't want to wait another 4 years before we go back again. Chloe is already begging for a return trip.

My favorite conversation of the trip occured on the way home. Chloe and I had visited many handicapped bathroom stalls together throughout the trip, and many times I had to stop her from opening the door while I was still, um, occupied. We stopped at a gas station on the way home, and as she again moved for the latch, I said, "Chloe, don't touch the door!" Her reply, "Mom, I'm not touching it. I'm just looking at it and feeling it and smelling it." Really. Smelling it? "What does it smell like?" "Minty!"